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man we claim of wrought renown

Which not the North shall care to slur;

A Modern lived who sleeps in death,

Calm as the marble Ancients are:

'Tis he whose life, though a vapor's wreath,

Was charged with the lightning's burning breath—

Stonewall, stormer of the war.

But who shall hymn the roman heart?

A stoic he, but even more:

The iron will and lion thew

Were strong to inflict as to endure:

Who like him could stand, or pursue?

His fate the fatalist followed through;

In all his great soul found to do

Stonewall followed his star.